She was running; to what she did not know anymore. She leaped over a log and dodged a tree branch, managing to land on her feet with grace. She turned back, the dogs were hot on her trail. She could hear the shouts of the men and the panting of the dogs as the pulled on there leashes to find her. Heart pounding in her chest, she took off again. The winter wind froze her skin making it numb to all the scrapes from the trees she was getting. Salt. The ocean was close; that's not good. She'd be cornered, but she could not afford to be caught. She'd suffer a worse fate if she was caught... dead. She saw the clearing, the moon was high and the salt from the ocean was clearer. She stopped at the edge of the cliff. It was beautiful, the moon illuminated the sea and the castle. The snapping of twigs drew her back the current situation. "Well shi-" she muttered before a shot rang out. The Captain of the Guard had a rifle pointing in the sky. "You know you real
She awoke in a sweat; she'd only been out for a couple of hours. That was long enough for her, in this line of work. She'd have to report back soon. The King was not a patient man. She tugged on her boots, secured them; and headed out. The hallways were dead quiet, the candles were blown out and all the patrons gone. She pulled the door slightly closed and headed down the stairs to the tavern floor. Through the window, the moon casts its gaze on the wooden floor; lighting her way. She stopped at the barkeep's table and left the money for the drink she had. He could not say no this time. She slipped over to the door and opened the creaky tavern door; hoping not to wake anyone in the town. Her footfalls were light; barely making any sounds across the porch. She hugged closer to herself as the cold autumn wind blew. She remembered this wind, it was the same wind that swept the fire to her parents home; burning it to the ground with them asleep inside. The only family she ha